Good Friday

Today is Good Friday, and it also happens to be my sister's birthday. In my religion, today is the most somber day of the year, and it should be a day of mourning. However, as with all birthdays, the act of celebrating seems a necessity. It is hard to try and balance the two completely opposite feelings. My family is mournful of the events that happened so long ago, and so happy for the life that was created not nearly as long ago. It seems like a contradiction, but isn't life like that all the time?